The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on September 24, 1951 · Page 15
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The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas · Page 15

Blytheville, Arkansas
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Monday, September 24, 1951
Page 15
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MOHPAT, 8EWEMBER 24, 1W1 BLYTHEYTLLB (ART.) COURIER NEWS ?AOT Our Boordtng House with Moj, Hooplc OUT OUR WAY By J. R. Williams TM A GONER/ \ LESS ARE LIKE ] TWO FAT <SLiyS J TRYIW TOGITOUTA r OMS WINDOW.' -/ THE OMLYTXJOe IKiTH'CLUS WITH AWYTHIWG L/MT IKS POCVBTS I LEAKNEP -lOUNS NEVER TO HANDICAP MY LE<3S. GKEKf CAESAR/ THIS. IS WAS HERE TRVIKf TO P6DOL6 £TOC14 IN A 6ATH £ALT TO FIR6- A FSOM IMS ATOM T COOLDI^T soy A HALF INTEREST IM T MOST IW6T(?UCT JAKE AJOT TO MV FRIENDS -»~ COULD SET IT FOR. THBee TAMALE DIDM'T PReV MUCH 8ORW THIRTY YEARS TOO SOON Political Announcements Subject ro Municipal Election November 6, 1951 For Mayor 4 DAN A. BLODGETT We buy our bread with utmost care. The little Indy said, "We always choose the Meyer's Bread To keep ourselves well fed". Florence Kerigan COPR. 1951 BY NEA SERVICE, INC Just What The Doctor Ordered! After yon see the doctor, bring, your prescription to as. We Mil It exactly the way he would want it. ST. FRANCIS DRUG STORE 423 West Ash STUDEBAKER CHAMBLIN SALES CO. h Fh>n* 631 Friendly Stidebaker Dealer In Better Used Cars & Trucks "Prices Are Born Here— And Raised Klsewhere" • 1950 Studebaker Here's a perfect 1',5-Ton' Truck with stake tad..> • 1951 Studebaker IH-Ton Cah ,V Chassis Truck—very tow mil £. 1942 FORD P!-8 l!S-Ton Truck with new '48 motor. 825x20 t^QC llres . . . bargain ... •?J' J • 1949 FORD (5-Ton Pickup . . here's & perfect truck for you • 1949 Studebaker Vou'U agree this H-Ton £QA| Plcknp la just like new ,j>77. • 1949 Studebaker Here's a heavier, >H-Ton Pickup that's bargain- priced! Most of these trucks are equipped with a radio am heater! STUDEBAKER l T HE banana boat Mariposa was slowly coming into the Central American port of I-as PaJmas. Holly Duns tan was standing at the rail, straining her eyes for a sight of Steve Traccy, long before, she could distinguish objects Jisbore. As she SIL... there, her mind went back to the day Miss Reynolds, head of the Reynolds Business College, had told her that Steve Traccy, the author, wanted a secretary. "The job will take you to Central America," Miss Reynolds had said, "with passage paid. You qualify scholastfcally and —hm--otherwise, and I have recommended you highly." "How—otherwise?" Holly had asked suspiciously. Miss Reynolds had explained he wanted a secretary who was plain and definitely not wolf-bait. Holly had been told that a girl from a small town school needed a refresher course if she expected to get a good job in the big city, so she had enrolled with Miss Reynolds. What with tuition and living expenses, she had very little to spend for glamor. She shampooed her naturally curly red hair-herself, and wore a practical suit tfnd blou ses, and fl a t-h eeled shoes which required fewer trips to the shoemaker for lifts. But with her first job she intended to invest enough lo make herself the glamorous career women she had seen in the movies. That same day on her lunch hour, while cutting through a department store, she had seen a crowd gathered in the book, department, and there was a poster announcing that Steve Tracey, author of the current best seller, was autographing copies of his book. She edged over to the crowd. Steve Tracey was the handsomest man she had ever seen. Tall and dark with wide gray eyes, he Looked very much embarrassed and ill at ease as he autographed one book after another. He answered the questions, some silly, some impertinent, with equal courtesy, and she liked his deep voice, and the way his firm lips formed the words against his white (eeth. She liked the rather desperate way he bad of lifting his chin as if his collar were too tight. She went away without buying an autographed book, but she couldn't forget him. She had planned to keep her appointment, all right, but to show up as exactly the kind of girl he had told Miss Reynolds he didn't want. But now, suddenly, she wanted that job. Her heart rolled over and played dead every time she thought of going to Central America with him. Besides, her commonsense told her, she needed the money, and a girl couldn't be too choosy. So she took great pains as she "I've worked with men before,*' said Holly stilTly. "It's always been strictly business, I assure you." dressed the next morning. Her one investment had been a stiff sailor hat. She began by pulling her curly hair back hard from her temples and anchoring it with several bobby pins, which had the effect of thrusting her eyeglasses fwhich were almost plain glass) forward like headlights on an automobile. She left her lips untouched by lipstick, and her cheeks innocent of rouge. With the sailor !iat set firmly on top of that, no one would ever accuse her'of intent to make a pass at a defenseless male. • » • A NYWAY, she had met his ap- • rx proval, and here she was aboard the Mariposa nosing Into a palm- ringed harbor, She had spent the days with the other passengers, playing shuffleboard, dancing in the evenings, enjoying the increasing warmth of the sunshine, glad that she had a supply of summer things that were not as beat-up looking as the suit, and one good evening dress, for she had intended to have fun on tbe boat—and not in the guise she was assuming for Steve Tracey! Other times she lay back in her steamer chair watching the flying fish dart like arrows from one indigo-blue wave to another, but most of her lime she spent reading Steve Tracey's book, ^visualizing lis dark hnir and gray eyes as she read, his lips .forming the words. She closed her eyes sometimes and magined he was in the chair next crest of to hers. harbor. The dock was closer now. One of her fellow passengers, a boy with whom she had danced and swam in the canvas pool and shared one or two romantic moments by the rail in the moonlight, carried her bags down the gangplank when the boat was made fast. He had given her an incredulous look when she appeared with her hair skinned back, spectacles astride her nose, and sailor hat perched on top of it all. But he was polite, though puzzled, and just telling her how much he had enjoyed knowing her and how sorry he was that she wasn't going on with tbe boat to South America, when Steve came up. Steve took her bags and the passenger went bark up the gangplank, Steve shot him a look and then glanced nt her coldly. "Well, you're here. You understand this is strictly business, from here on in!" "I've worked with men before," said Holly, stiffly, "and it's always hecn strictly business, 1 assure you." "Wait—•" she stopped him as he was stowing them into the back of his car. "Where are we going? 1 ' "You should have thought of conventions before!" he barked. "Yes," said Holly, in a small, seared voice. "Maybe—maybe I'd better go back." • • • JTE stood looking down at her, and for the first time he smiled. He was devastating when he smiled. "I'm staying with a friend who has a banana plantation in the hills," he said. "Ray's married." For the first time, it struck her what a crazy thing she had done! Why he might have been living in shack alone somewhere in the junglei The car climbed the road to the ridge overlooking the The ship was already The formality of customs was over, Steve took up her bags again. "Off to the hills," he said. FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS By MERRILL Martyrdom "Never had a ticket before, eh? Wet!, you'll appreciate traffic court—it's an educational experience at your age!" AMD TWe OFFICIAl RUU9 (rJCLOO* A FIW-MIMUTE R£Sr €V£RY HALF HOUR/ r H/S \WXti0 KKOKD OfJ , STILTS/ i NOW GIVE LARO SMITH,THE MAGNIFICENT/ OUR. , ' CHAMP/ I'M READ/TO GIVE MY ALL' NO SACRIFICE <S Too GREAT FOR GOOD OL'SHADYSIDE HIGH EVEN MOON RAID ON PRISCILLA'S POP Eve for Business BY AL VERMEEft f IT'S SO NICE L~« WHY, TO HAVE A A PRraciLLAi ..OR A BABY BROTHER, EVEN. WOULD A LITTLE BABY REALLY MEAN SO MUCH TO JUST THINK OF ALL THE MONEY I COULD MAKE BABY-SITTING FOR , I WISH I HAD A BABY 'z.CSTER... BABY IN HOUSE HOW > stveer.'f He a Pal, Honoria! BY MICHAEL O'MALLRY and RALPH LANE D/CK»f. I CAN ^TAKB ME Al-WAV* SPOT j TO A •EM/ - •' DRUG TWAT SILLY W LCA/E, <SROWI_/ I'M SOIMS TO WATCH HER/ I'M BE1N& &ECUTED, &WEET. WILL >OU HELP MS N MY WOUR OF NEED? ANYTHING iHAKE- SPEARE STOREy DRIVER/ DUNDER FURIOUS ' WHEN TOLD THAT HER FIANCE A MURDERER. ORDERS FLINTT AND GROWL OUT OF HER HOUSE. HAS HAPPENED/ TWO MBM SAID heading slowly out to open ses again. Holly sighed. The last link between her and home was severed. There was nothing for her to do but stay at least until a ship stopped en route to New York two weeks later. » • • J-jQLLY DUNSTON stole a quick glance at Steve Tracey's grim profile. She didn't relish the pros- led of working for him even for :wo weeks. She'd as soon be kissed by the Great Stone Face, she decided. Strictly business, he had laid, and she had agreed, and she meant it! No romantic notions, about him! He had just a little less appeal than the slatuc of General \Vho7,ywh,it on his bronze horse in the park. Then Holly forgot her resentment as she looked about her with increasing delight. They passing through cultivated acres upon acres of marching plants with long drooping leaves like an army with tattered banners. "Bananas," he pointed out briefly. "This is the north end of Ray Porter's plantation." (To Kt Continued) Loving, Field, Weed, Moses, Pie- town, stetson, SunsH and High Lone.sonae are (owns and villages in i New Mexico. FOR SALE Concrete culverts, U Inch to 48 inch, plain or reenforced. Also Concrete Building Blocks cheaper than lumber for barns, chicken houses, pump hou*ei tenant houses, (ool sheds. We deliver Call « for fre« estimate, OSCEOLA TILI & CULVERT CO. Phone 611 Stepped Up! Gasoline & Tractor Fuel Extra Mile* Extra Power Get The Best I Sell That Stuff" G.O. POETZ OIL CO. CAPTAIN EASY J. P. la Thwarted BY LESLIE TURNER HELLO...WftSH? I WAV BE P61AYED FOE A DAY OE SO. I/UE RUM IWTO THE STUBBORMESr BUNCH OF IT'S EVER. BEBW MV MISFORTUNE TO MEET! Phone 2089 HE'S OU DMJGEROU5 *J NOPEiWE WOWT GROUND, BRWQINS UP } SELL 1 . WOT WIDOUT THE SUBJECT OF BIOCD. j DEY ONES US JOBS I...I MUST FISW B&CK. J W DA FOIM.TO MiXE THE IDEkS IT PUTS ,/UP PER I.OSIU'DSM IW WV HEAD.' ^J DWIDEMPSUOBSWOr CMLS PER. BRAINS IWSTEDDA WORK! TELL VCtl Y IT MWT ONLY DA DOUGH, WRC ,..WES TOOK WHAT 1U OO,( A IWT'KEST 110 DA BIZWESSt WE FEELS KM.LIK&K.AWE BRIMSS WEW BLOOD TO DP* FOIM;.. THE 5 LIST SHARE. ILL GIVE 10U BOYS $110 WJD VOU — BUGS BUNNY UP, CICERO? \PETUNI* VJHERE 'if* I^ENT ME TO TH' MOVIES/ 9KE'*- PRIVIN POWNTOWN TO GO BY V. T. HAM LIN I WOULD SAY TMATS WSTREOKAy VFASY ENOUGH! NOW, BUT COME \ WE'LL SIMPLY TOMORROW. HOW \ GET RID OF DOWEGETTO I THIS MILITARY TH' COLISEUM Y/E'LL DRESS IN TOGAS AN' PASS/THEN IN TH' MOB /WE BETTER METDTH 1 / MAKETH' STANDS,YOU I SWITCH BETO YOUR A FORE DAY- JOB. / f '\ LIGHT WHILE GENERAL SOANSOCUS FUMES AT HIS SOLDIERS' IN ABILITY TO FIND THE OWNERS OF GLADIATOR ran. OOPAND FOOZYSETOM WITH THEIR PLAN TO RUIN THE B(Q- SHOT GAMBLER BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES Thinking Right BY EDGAR MARTIN WORVS CHSV ,1'VV MUCH TOR COXVtGt. wow so XO OtCVDt TOW

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